A blog mostly focused on poetry. I am not sure I understand anything else.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

A Prayer to Shiva

For Gavin

Thunder, thunder, thunder.Bitch, bitch, bitch.What kind of performance is this?Here I am prostrate before you—All humility—onAll fours, ass in the air,A perfectly submissive creature.What do you do? You bitch.You topple empires, skip galaxiesAcross the emptinessLike rocks across a pond.Lord, it must be boringOut there in the universe.Next thing you know you’ll startPulling wings off flies. What

A strange god you are.Look, Shiva, beforeYou draw a black line throughCreation, or, on second thought,Crumple the whole thingUp, toss it over yourGreat shoulders, like soMuch waste paper, why don’tYou take a lesson fromZeus? Just drop by in a showerOf gold—for a good time?Just you and me. Why notMake it tonight? The stars do notNeed you as much I do.Loved or unloved, up there,They will continue to shine.